Home

home is
soft, firm
cushiony
tender and mortal
strong in its weakness
content in the knowledge
of its safety

home is
always
a warm bed
to go to
to dream of Santa
with tiny quilts
and stocking'd feet

home is
milk and cookies
the smells of the morning
invading your sleep
cool showers
and white towels, fluffy
like arms around you

home is
a voice
that kids and scolds
comforts and confides,
the walls
knowing all your secrets,
your own sky
with its stars
twinkling kindly at you

home is a song
the tune
timeless, that
embodies
the colors
the tastes and the love
of a lifetime
of lives spent within